He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 652

Skye let out a tearful hiccup. "Okay. You have to promise! Pinky promise, cross my heart!"

"Deal. Pinky promise, cross my heart," he echoed, playing along effortlessly.

She continued to sniffle for a few more minutes.

He stayed by her side, patiently soothing her.

Only when she had finally settled down did he slowly stand up.

He turned his attention to Helena.

She had remained completely silent the entire time, making it glaringly obvious she had no desire to speak to him.

He couldn't blame her.

It would have been far more unsettling if she were in a conversational mood after her niece was brutally attacked.

Moreover, he could feel the raw, unfiltered depth of her love for the little girl.

He stood there in silence, carefully calculating his next move.

Just then, a nurse walked in with the latest batch of test results.

They were Skye's blood work.

He naturally glanced over as the nurse handed the clipboard over.

Though he didn't hold the paper himself, his vision was sharp.

The blood type was listed clearly on the very first line, instantly catching his eye.

His entire body went still.

Skye shared the exact same, exceptionally rare blood type as him.

It was a blood type he kept strictly confidential from the public.

He went out of his way to avoid unnecessary complications.

He even privately stockpiled his own blood just in case of an emergency.

And he knew with absolute medical certainty that any biological daughter of his would inherit the trait.

Kyle was a boy, so the gene had skipped him.

Seeing that exact rarity on Skye's chart hit him like a physical blow.

His thoughts instantly violently snapped back to the daughter he had lost.

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